Chapter 903: 903 I don’t know if you are coming back today (1)
Li Sinian nodded slightly.
Actually, before this car arrived, Xiao Man had already spotted the paparazzi hiding at the end of the street.
She didn’t care because even she wanted to know if that person could luckily evade and release the news he wanted to send out.
Over the years, there has been almost no solid news about her that had appeared, only so rumors circulating online, which were not convincing enough for people to believe, mostly taken as post-dinner conversation.
It’s not that she didn’t care about her reputation, but she felt that this kind of repetitive life had beco increasingly aningless, with no waves, no storms, not even a drizzle, always clear and bright.
She was hiding under his strong wings, like a puppet controlled by strings, living in the way and mode he liked.
It seems that the person was eventually discovered.
He probably thought he had caught a very big piece of news, excited about it.
Unfortunately, any news becos useless in Li Sinian’s hands; he wouldn’t let go of any that ca to his sight.
They would let those paparazzi know that being a paparazzi has risks; the world is so vast, not everyone can follow.
"How do you know when I’m thinking about you?"
"Because when you think of , I’m thinking of you too."
Their eyes t; Xiao Man looked into those deep, srizing sea-blue eyes.
And then she smiled.
"I’m a bit tired, can I rest a bit?"
Li Sinian pulled Xiao Man into his embrace, letting her lean on his shoulder, showing her with actions that she could.
Xiao Man closed her eyes.
After a while, the driver returned and reported to Li Sinian: "Handled, Mr. Li."
"Hmm."
He didn’t care about the outco because his people must have handled it.
But the driver still added one more sentence: "He will not appear before us again."
Xiao Man hadn’t fallen asleep yet; she heard their conversation.
It probably wasn’t death, as usually, these paparazzi are mostly dealt with by intimidation.
But Xiao Man still felt a stifled sensation in her chest, with eyes closed, she asked, "Is he dead?"
"No, Miss Xiao, but he won’t appear again."
"That’s good."
It’s good that he didn’t die.
As long as one is still alive, there are many things one can still do.
One of Xiao Man’s hands was holding Li Sinian’s, and she gently said, "Thank you for rembering my words."
She had once pleaded with him not to resort to killing unless it was absolutely necessary.
"Hmm, I rember."
For the remainder of the journey, Xiao Man didn’t talk, nor did she fall asleep, just resting with her eyes closed.
Sotis the excessive fatigue made it impossible to sleep; she had recently been suffering from insomnia, needing sleeping pills every night to sleep peacefully until morning.
She had seen a doctor, who said it was psychological repression leading to ntal depression.
Only by changing ntal status could she possibly get better.
At that ti, she muttered to herself: "Then I can’t get better."
Her ntal state was only going to get worse.
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Li Sinian said he didn’t like children, hence they always took safety asures.
Over the years, probably due to good product quality, there has not been a single slip-up.
Sotis if he forgot, or didn’t have any on hand, they would just continue, and afterwards, Xiao Man would also take adequate preventive asures. Even if it hard her body, it was still less damaging than getting pregnant and then having an abortion.
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